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All Characters are 18 years or older.
When a law office intern discovers that a fellow intern is one of his favourite new OnlyFans performers, a ball begins rolling that will bring a boring summer of paperwork and coffee-fetching into an avalanche of sexual adventure. Fair warning to readers, this story will jump categories. In these first chapters you can expect heavy teasing through exhibition and voyeurism. In future instalments you can expect MF, MFF+ group sex, anal, and some light Ds relations.
OFG is a variation story based on the setup by Aurelian14, and is an ongoing patronized work sponsored by him. Originally written in small chapter releases, they will be collected here on Literotica in 10 chapter chunks for smoother reading.
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Prologue -
originally written by Aurelian14
It's an absolute scorcher today. Summer feels like it has officially begun and it has to be over one hundred degrees outside. Add to that the humidity, and it is definitely a stay inside type of day. You've just finished moving into your first apartment in the city. You managed to snag an internship with a prestigious law firm after only your freshman year in college, one of a small handful of rising sophomore interns. Yes, you're not the hardest worker and may have had a lucky connection that helped you land this highly sought-after internship after only a single year of college education, but that's beside the point.
More importantly, one of your college classmates also happens to be interning at the same firm this summer. Sabrina is beautiful in every sense of the word. Some girls turn heads immediately on the sidewalk whether it's because of the revealing outfits they wear, their makeup/hair or the entourage they hang with. Sabrina is one of those girls that passes you by, and then a second later you realize and turn to try and catch another glimpse. Porcelain skin, long and straight dark hair, slender with an hourglass figure and breasts easily large enough to satisfy any man - Sabrina is just beautiful. Her most attractive feature to you is her face: angelic with large green eyes, flawless skin and a few, hard-to-notice freckles that are visible up close to highlight her shining smile.
The first few days of the internship are spent in orientation and training. You find the material interesting but the old woman teaching the material nearly unbearable to listen to. After a long final day of training you head back to your apartment.
You're bored and maybe just a little horny - you haven't found "release" yet in the city. You snag your laptop, open up your internet browser and navigate to Onlyfans.com. You recently signed up for an account, mainly to see what all the hype is all about. The pornstars on generic porn sites have become less interesting to you, especially after your first year of college, during which you lost your virginity and managed to bed enough innocent college girls that the girl-next-door type is just simply more appealing. Besides, you've always had a thing for inexperienced amateurs, and Onlyfans seems to cater more towards that subset.
You spend some time clicking around before stumbling across a new girl's page. It appears to be a relatively new account with few subscribers. "Kat18" is the username, and the short description reads, "I'm a college girl that only just turned 18, so I'm new. Be nice!" The subscription is fairly hefty at $50/month but your curiosity wins out and you subscribe anyways.
You immediately start browsing through her pictures. The girl's body is delicious. She's thin and young, with smooth, pale skin and a tight ass. You browse through her photos. There's a set of pictures of herself on her bed starting off in a schoolgirl outfit, then stripping out of each article of clothing until she is naked. The last photo of the set shows her bending over on all fours, her insanely tight-looking pussy on display. You can't help but stroke your cock at this girl as you scroll through more of her photos. However, you're annoyed that none of the pictures reveal the girl's face.
You browse through some of Kat18's videos. She doesn't have that many, there's one of her stripping and rubbing some oil over her chest. You barely resist replaying that video and watching her lather her tight body up with oil until its glistening while you jack yourself. There's a couple more posts to look through before you want to relieve yourself.
You click to the next video, which starts with the camera looking up from the floor. The girl is sitting in an office chair, wearing a skirt with her legs crossed. She slowly uncrosses her legs, spreading them. Her hand moves slowly from on top of the desk to below as she grabs the hem of her skirt and slowly pulls it up. You see now that she has no panties on, her tight teenage pussy glistening, clearly wet and turned on. She moves her hand further up until it reaches her lips and she beings to touch herself slowly in light circular motions.
Then you notice something. You can see she is in a small office cubicle by herself with carpet flooring. The flooring is the same diamond pattern that you have in your cubicle. Its rather distinct and on of the first things you noticed last week during intern orientation.
The pieces start to fall into place in your head. Could that be one of your coworkers? Who could it be? From all the pictures Kat18 is young and gorgeous, and that leaves only a few options. Could it be Sabrina?
Chapter 1
You spent all evening wondering about what you should, or could, do. If Kat18 was actually Sabrina - and considering your thorough and in-depth review of every photo and video she had posted, you were about 80% sure it was her - you had a big secret over her. A girl like her, smart and driven, would get hit hard by a secret like this coming out. If anyone in management at the firm found out she would probably lose her internship, especially if they found out she was doing it at work. Even if they kept the reason quiet, she'd be screwed interviewing for next summer as well, and that would make it harder and harder to find a really good job coming out of school.
Every time you thought about how much this side gig would ruin her life, you always came back to one question.
Why would she do it?
Sabrina, for all that she was highly attractive, was also whip-smart. You'd had several classes with her, not that you'd been friends, and she was the kind of girl who read every scrap of the assigned readings a week ahead and had all the answers when a Prof actually bothered to stop reading off of their slides. There was no way she had anything but excellent grades, which would come with merit scholarships. Was it other money problems? Was it the rush?
By the time you were trudging in to work the next day, plenty of scenarios had built up in your mind. There were so many ways you could hold a secret like this over her - getting her to do your work at the company, or getting her to do your classwork when you were back in school. Cleaning your shitty little apartment. Cleaning your apartment
naked
was an especially fun fantasy.
For a little bit, deep in your second jerk-off session of the night while you were 'researching' one of her videos, you even imagined leveraging her for filthy, nasty, no-holes-barred sex.
The post-nut guilt after that one had been a little heavy, which you took as a sign that you were still a generally good person.
"Morning," you said to the secretary. She was a pretty woman, probably just a couple of years out of college herself, but she didn't even bother looking up at you. The most she had ever acknowledged you walking into the building was her customary one lifted finger, waving you on.
"Morning Sir," you said as you stepped off the elevator onto the third floor of the office building. The legal firm owned the entire building but occupied the first four of the eight floors. Mr Garrison, one of the Partners, glanced up from where he was digging in a filing cabinet near the elevators. He wore a sharp suit that fit his frame, but you could tell at one point he'd been a much larger man judging by the way his face looked sort of hollow and the skin on his neck hung loosely around his smart collar and tie.
"Hey, kid," he grunted. "Finally someone shows up. Here, dig around this cabinet and find me everything in the Vernic Company file. I don't care what else you've got waiting for you at your desk, this happens
now
, got it?"
Slinging your messenger bag from your shoulder, you stepped forward with a nod. "Absolutely, sir. Any other names I should look under just in case?"
"You can try Piper Co., but that rename happened twenty years ago and everything should have been moved over into the new file," he said. "Bring it to me ASAP, and maybe I'll find you something more interesting to do today."
"No problem," you said to Garrison's back as he stormed off deeper into the building.
You checked the drawer that the Senior Partner had been rifling through - he'd made a mess of it, and based on the labels on the front he hadn't been anywhere near the right spot. You quickly stuffed the moved files back in place and slammed the drawer shut before shifting one column over and looking for the V drawer.
"Hey John," Eric said, coming off the elevator. He was another of the five interns working for the summer but had come from out of state. His Dad had some sort of connection to the firm and had hooked him up with the position. "What's up?"
"Just file-digging," you said, waving him off. "Garrison caught me coming off the elevator. Shouldn't take more than a couple minutes."
"Hah, well have fun with that," Eric laughed. "From what I hear, Garrison has a temper on him."
"Yeah, yeah," you muttered as your fellow intern strolled back towards the big conference room that the firm turned into an intern bullpen in the summers. You'd heard some similar things about Garrison as well, but you also had his promise of 'more interesting work' on your mind. So far you were a few weeks into your internship and had pretty much just been digitizing old records one page at a time, highlighting keywords in immense legal briefs, and taking coffee and lunch orders. You totally understood that's what you'd been hired to do, but that little dangled
more interesting...
"Good morning, John," Sabrina said, stepping off of the elevator. She was wearing a long black knit skirt that went past her knees and a tight black and purple sweater over a collared blouse and had a Starbucks iced coffee in one hand as she balanced another four in her other since she'd gotten Morning Coffee duty for the day.
